#miss you Nez

[nakedpersimmon]

I don't know how to talk about Michael Nesmith in the past tense.

When someone is so alive in your memory, they tend to stay that way. When someone like Michael Nesmith makes an impression, it never really goes away. I can still see the outline of him, the defined edges of everything that made Nez who he is.

Michael Nesmith and I became friends in 2011. We first spoke in Videoranch, but the conversation soon moved to email and then Skype, which he discovered shortly after. There are few things more surreal than coming home to a "missed call" and voicemail message on Skype from Michael Nesmith, but for the next several months, it was an almost regular occurrence.

"Amy, it's Nez."

He started each one the same, that familiar Texas twang ringing out over my computer speakers. Once, he called with his mouth full, asking me if I'd have lunch with him. Another time was to tell me he'd spoken to novelist Jane Smiley and told her about me, told her I'd been asked to speak at the United Nations, and told her how he and I had met.

Michael Nesmith and I met because of Monkees fan fiction.

That wasn't what he called it, of course. Everything had to be parsed through his own brand of Nezism, which meant that the second thing Michael Nesmith ever said to me was, "So, tell me about this fan porn."

And I did. Because no matter how weird it is, when Nez asks you something, you answer.

We met in person in 2013, when he started solo touring again. I still remember the first time, in Somerville, Massachusetts with @lynseymoon. Meeting Nez wasn't at all what I expected. I remember my first glimpse of him as we walked down the stairs to the dressing room area, shuffling back and forth with his hands in his pockets. He was so soft-spoken, quietly thoughtful but never cold, and so very hilarious. He was happy to see us, chattering away and cracking jokes until his then-assistant told him it was time to go.

Until I saw him at the next show, and we picked up right where we left off.

You always knew where you stood with Nez, even if he never said it.

Flashes of other shows still stand out in my mind. The glint in Nez's eye on the tour bus after one show, motioning to his keyboard player, Boh Cooper, to fix me a drink. "I'd like one with gin," I said. "So I can say I went to a sophisticated party where I got a little drunk on gin." He responded with a look so pointed I couldn't help but laugh. We both did. Before I left, he asked me if I was okay to drive home. Always putting the "Papa" in "Papa Nez."

Another show, this time in New York. He introduced me to Elvis Costello, who had been in the audience and went to Nez's dressing room before I did. Nez held my hand after another show a few months later, taking hold of it in the theater dressing room and not letting go until we reached the parking lot. That became a theme of our friendship, for some reason. Nez holding my hands, or taking my hand without me remotely expecting it.

He was always looking for connection, it seemed. Always reaching out. Wanting someone to listen.

Someone very wise once told me, "The Truth is the Truth is the Truth. It is immutable. It is unchanging."

The truth was often a strange place to be with Nez, but that was where we found ourselves, through countless conversations about sex and metaphysics and religion and life. He spoke with such curiosity and wonder and humor in his trademark deadpan style. He laid down threads of conversation and urged me to follow, and as confusing as it could sometimes be, I always tried, because he believed I could.

Nez and I believed in each other. Because that's what friends do.

The last time I saw Michael Nesmith was (strangely) also in Somerville. He'd barely begun to recover from his heart surgery but was somehow out on the road, and Lynsey and I were again there, standing in the theatre lobby, the blue neon light flickering over the concession stand behind us. His on-the-road assistant, Robin, brought him by us on his way to a post show meet-and-greet.

There wasn't time to talk, but Nez still stopped when he saw us. It was only when he stopped that I saw the sadness in his eyes, the distant glassiness so far removed from how he was when I'd met him there five years earlier. He waved to us as if from behind a wall, an invisible barrier that had been put between him and us without any of us wanting it. But just before he turned away to walk into the theater, it happened.

Nez took my hand again. He squeezed it. And I didn't want to let go.

When Nez died last year, NP’s feeds were inundated with posts about the news. Articles and pictures and stories from every media outlet in the world, for days on end. The memorials today are ever-present, on personal pages and Monkees groups alike.

But I don't want memorials. I don't want tributes.

I just want to see my friend again.

I'd like to hear him laugh. I'd like to feel him holding my hand, and see the twinkle in his eye.

More than anything, I'd like him to be healthy, and happy. The kind of happy he was when I knew him, before the heartache of the last few years. Back when he told me that he was proud of me, and when he teased me about fan porn. When he was something like himself.

I sure do miss him...

[monkee-mobile]

guys guys did you know that she’s weird a weird girl it’s not even wednezday she’s just weird oh my god

[whateverhappenedididnotdoit]

did I just start to cry over michael nesmith. maybe. was it mildly embarrassing. yes.

[sxs-a2]

Anonymous asked: zenitsu 💕 - Suggest romantic candidates for my muse.

Listen.

Listen.

LISTEN!

ZENEZU IS A BIG OTP IN THIS BLOG!

My poor muse actually has a crush on Zenitsu! She only has a problem with his screaming. But she is in love with him! She loves his voice when he's asleep. And his fight with Kaigaku gave her the dokis. But she thinks he doesn't like her. All Zenitsu muses are welcome to prove her wrong!

[thebeesareback]

I just finished the audio book for Donna Tartt's novel The Secret History, so naturally I had to have a lil scroll to see what everyone thought on Tumblr. To add to the discourse: (spoilers, obviously)

Also trigger warning: incest, abuse, murder, alcoholism

Why is Tumblr so in love with Henry Winter?! He murders the farmer, Bunny, and possibly tries to kill Charles. He's manipulative and may well try to make Richard take the fall (har har) for Bunny's death. In the garden scene, he admits to being a psychopath/sociopath. Oh, and he's unbelievably pretentious

Also, why are there so many cute pictures of the twins hanging out? Their relationship was strained, incestuous, co-dependent, abusive. The whole uwu thing baffles me

Richard has a very obvious foot fetish and nobody is talking about it

The novel is quite funny, and I wish more people picked up on that. Most of the humour comes from Francis - the pinz nez stays ON during sex; no, Bunny's parents weren't very upset when one of their grandchildren ruined Francis' scarf, they were preoccupied by their missing son; and there's a throwaway line where the art students eat sushi with paintbrushes instead of chopsticks. I also liked when the twins panicked after Bunny's murder and decided to start repotting tulips

The farmer is referred to by name twice. Once in a newspaper, once by Bunny. Strange to think that he's the person in the squad who might actually have a conscience. Incidentally, Milo, the golden retriever who finds Bunny's body, has his name mentioned more frequently.

Richard is a smelly, badly dressed misanthrope. As is Henry, and Charles towards the end. Francis, Camilla and Hampden itself provide the (admittedly gorgeous) dark academia aesthetic, but if you want to end that dream, remember how terrible everything would have smelled. I guess the difference between appearance and reality is a pretty big theme

Julian is very creepy, obviously, but I was surprised that he wasn't more involved in the plot. He seems like exactly the sort of person to start a cult. I'd also like to know if he and Henry were in a sexual relationship, because we see them kiss once and then it's never mentioned again

Foreshadowing is done EXCELLENTLY through the book. There were a few characters who were described as ghostly at the start, and I THINK they're the ones who survive. Also, Tartt loves her pathetic fallacy (not phallusy).

Time is very strange. If you bothered to plot out all of the events, I don't think it quite makes sense. Term starts in September, say Richard joins Julian's classes in early October? That means all the picnics, the Sunday walks with Bunny, the trips to Francis' house, all happen over about five weeks, leading to the 12th November when Charles, Henry and Francis kill the farmer. Unreliable narrator, I guess

A lot of things about Richard's character make more sense when you realise the abuse he grew up experiencing and witnessing. Poor Ms Papen. Odd that Richard's parents don't visit him when he's in hospital

Funny that everyone is surprised when the twins' incest comes out. Like, they had an orgy at the start of the baccanal. Call me a prude, but I wouldn't attend an orgy with a family member

I would go for girls' night with Judy Poovey

Also, the book was published in 1992. Does anyone know when Prince Charles and Camila Parker Bowles went public with their relationship? Seems like an unbelievable coincidence otherwise

If anyone has an actual criteria for identifying alcohol abuse/alcoholism, please lmk if any of the main six characters AREN'T alcoholics. I'm pretty sure I got liver cirrhosis and lung cancer just from reading this book

[quitealotofsodapop]

(the monkey and the infant post)

I guess now Li Jing has another reason to wear white.

Also is it wrong that I can see Jing making Nezha’s cut hair into a little poppet he keeps with him?

Ref.

omg

and I just realised! As a former mortal; Li Jing would have no context for what Nezha's sentence entails! He probably thought; "Banished to the mortal realm" = "new incarnation". He legitimately goes through the grief of losing his youngest son twice!

It's only when a game of Jianzi gone-awry sends a familiarly-smoking shuttlecock into the celestial realm that Li Jing learns that his third son is alive!

"Mr Qi Wu" has a rather surprising visitor at the restaurant just as he's helping prepare for the dinner rush. Pigsy at first thinks the man is an in-land tourist and asks politely if

Li Jing: "Sun Wukong, do you know where my son is?" Wukong, still trying to lay low: "Hahaha! You mean Muzha or Jinzha? Cus they're usually where they-" Li Jing, pulls out jianzi shuttlecock: "Do not misdirect me, ape! There is only one person I know in this entire earth who plays jianzi so enthusiastically!" Wukong, embarrassed: "Ah. Chang'e called you too, huh?" Li Jing, regains composure: "She did. She learned of my mourning and alerted me when she discovered the shuttlecock." Wukong, confused: "Mourning?" Li Jing, keeping cool: "I... I had not understood what the Jade Emperor had meant when he exiled Nezha to the Mortal Realm. It is only very recently that I learned that he hadn't... that he is on earth as he was." Wukong, realising: "Oh dang, and the big guy didn't tell you? Heck, Nez is ok! He's just uh... not exactly how he was." Li Jing, barely concealed joy: "Truly!? Where is he? I must speak to him!" Macaque, walking past with a baby: "Probably at school. He usually gets home around four." Li Jing: "School???"

Li Jing waits around like statue in the restaurant until a gaggle of demonic secondary-schoolers walk in under the dividing curtain.

One of whom has an unglamoured face he has not seen in millennia.

Li Jing: "Wanzi?" "Nez", in his lotus-snake demon form: "Father!?" Demon Classmates: "Your dad calls you meatball?" "My mom calls me dumpling. It's not weird." "Your dad is tall as heck, Nez."

"Nez's" classmates leave quickly, sensing that a personal conversation is in-coming, and hope to see him at school tomorrow.

Li Jing and his son have a lot to talk about...

Namely the fact that Nezha... seems to be happy. Happier than he had been at that age many eras ago.

He's going to school. Making friends. Playing sports (albeit often forgetting his own strength). Going home to a warm meal and a baby sibling to help tend to.

Li Jing wonders if he should have ever interrupted. But he needs his son to know how relieved he is to know that he's alive. Nezha is genuinely surprised by his father's rare show of emotion - had his banishment really been that traumatic?

Li Jing leaves the jianzi piece with his son as a memento - a reminder to carefully monitor his strength, but to remember that he is still ultimately someone who is still growing up.

The Pagoda King makes a deal with the monkeys and their mortal protectors to share "Nez's" milestones with him. He doesn't want to miss a thing. Not like before.

Li Jing still holds the poppet made from Nezha's hair - the same shorn by the Jade Emperor's blade. He keeps it close to his heart. But he'd never let anyone know about it.

Unless a certain villain takes it from him to taunt him...

[leenathegreengirl]

Welcome!

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(Also... HUGE shout out to my friend Mae (@legacygirlingreen) for working on all the section dividers and helping me with the master lists, writing, and captions! Her adventures with a certain soldier are also documented below...💚💕)

Updated: 11/19/24

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"I love him"

"Making me Swoon"

"Dance the Night Away"

"Things are heating up..." 💋

Cheeky Beach fun...

Leena's a bit spicy 💋(NSFW)

"Always there to catch me..."

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Two dorks in love

"How do I look?" (Collab with @legacygirlingreen!) - Read Here!

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Vaccines hit like...

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Soft Love

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[lovinbarzal]

MULLET SEASON | M. ESTAPA

mark estapa x fem! teen mom! reader

summary: just a random spam of posts made by y/n ( including a mullet post at the end )

a/n i love teen mom reader and mark au

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y/ncooke has posted !

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y/ncooke emooly, marck, and iniz

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theemilycarey she's ok, everyone! she's just dsylexic!

↳ y/ncooke Hey now!

markestapa the doctor place was scary

mackie.samo guy in the last pic looks a little too good

↳ edwards.73 that's what i'm saying!

y/ncooke has posted !

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markestapa my favorite tissues!

↳ y/ncooke boi wth!!!

edwards.73 i wanna join the crib party with mark and nez

↳ mackie.samo me two

↳ dylanduke25 me three

↳ nolan_moyle me four

↳ lhughes06 me five

↳ y/ncooke who's gonna buy a bigger crib so you all fit?

livekatecooke miss u, darling ! <3

jackhughes i sent the bigger crib so that all the boys can fit ( luke begged me )

↳ lhughes06 I DID NO SUCH THING ( i did )

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y/ncooke mark: *takes off his beanie* inez: *screams*

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markestapa "you're not me dad!"

↳ edwards.73 i'm so happy i got to witness this go down

umichhockey inez doesn't approve of mullet season?

mackie.samo i could've witnessed this? never getting gas again

theemilycarey MARK GOT A MULLET?! Y/N HOW COULD YOU ALLOW THIS?!

↳ y/ncooke BFFR?! DO YOU THINK I WOULD?! HE SAID HE HAD A SURPRISE!!

[flowers-of-io]

I *can* tell you why Neztea: When his brother Set cut him up into pieces after killing him, Osiris' wife Isis assembled all the pieces and wrapped his body up, enabling him to return to life.

I *can't* tell you why it was Mithrax and us collecting the bits of Nezarec instead of Saint. I *can't* tell you why it was bits of Nezzy in the canopic jars instead of bits of Osiris himself.

I *can* tell you we went through the whole song and dance of Osiris being functionally dead and then functionally revived, as tedious as it may have been, simply because that's the myth of Osiris and that's what Bungie does.

Full disclosure: I'm still perplexed about why it was Nez brew as well, but I personally call as of yet unclear Savathûn shenanigans. One of the biggest motifs associated with her specifically is tea and teacups. Don't believe me? Go do a search on ishtar. Saint's got his suspicious mystery teacup. You know what bone china is made from? Literal bones.

(There's also the Calix Summus emblem, which once again points us back towards the hive and their alchemy and nezzy (with the pyramid line thingy coming out of the cup). Calix = cup, but calix also = calx, one of the products of calcination (if that doesn't ring a bell, look back at the context of the calcified fragments). Summus here probably means something like key or paramount, so... the most importantest cup. Check out the secondary part of them emblem! That's a syzygy!)

If I sound like a lunatic, well... that's fine. The fun thing about Destiny lore is that it *does* reward you for putting in legwork to understand the mythologies and theologies and philosophies it draws from, even if you sound like a maniac to most people.

If you're really curious and want to figure out what happened or is going to happen with Osiris, I'd start looking into the history of Osirian cults and their practices. You might find absolutely fuck all, but you might also find something interesting. I'd do it myself, but I'm balls deep in Hive names and writing systems for the foreseeable future. Oh, and keep an eye on Saint. I'm still not convinced he's gonna make it all the way to the end based on what we know about the story of the phoenix and the turtle dove pigeon

Last thing: If a garden grows in both directions and that garden is a metaphor for the story told in a parable, then the story probably requires as much tending in the past as it does the present.

Good luck, I love you, have fun, pirate books if you have to, and keep your third eye wide fucking open.

(A reply to this post)

First of all, I'm so sorry for missing this message somehow. I've been having issues with not getting (or overlooking?) notifications about new asks and it's driving me a little mad by now.

(Putting the rest under a read more, because it's A LOT)

Second of all, I feel so stupid lmao. Of COURSE it's the Osiris myth eh? I genuinely didn't make the connection AT ALL, despite noticing the damn canoptic jars and being like, huh, interesting! And then my brain didn't follow on it ever. What probably threw me off is what you mention, the fact it was Misraaks and us, and not Saint, collecting the pieces, and that these weren't even Osiris' pieces to begin with. And besides, he wasn't even dead.

There's quite a mix of symbolism in the whole thing here, overall? Nezarec is the Nightmares guy, which makes sense in terms of him being the cure for a guy stuck in a coma--but this acknowledges Osiris' status as *asleep*, not dead, which then throws off the whole myth thing. And remember that one piece of Nezarec is, or is in, the Delicate Tomb--and that gun is very long-time nuclear waste warnings-coded, y'know, the whole "This is not a place of honour" thing. "The danger within is repulsive to us" is as far as you could go referencing to "What is here was dangerous and repulsive to us" while not quoting it verbatim. (And also the Delicate Tomb states "within" because the danger--Nezarec--is literally inside the gun.) The name of the catalyst quest, The Form of the Danger, is a direct quote.

What interests me is the thought process Misraaks and Eido must've gone through to arrive at the conclusion that they should brew this ancient corpse and serve it as tea, but okay, let's suspend our disbelief and say they just studied the remains for a long time (which they did) and within the context of Nezarec being the Nightmares dude, it made some sense.

It's also really funny of Savathûn making *that* the cure for the coma, and very 5D chess for her. She could have reasonably assumed the Witness would go looking for Nezarec's remains when shit hit the fan, in order to have its powerful Disciple back; though how it wanted to revive him I'm not sure, seeing as it was the Traveler's laser beam that inadvertently did the job. But then of course we Guardians would try to stop it, and most likely succeeded, and once Nez's remains were in our hands, we'd obviously study them. And so we'd find the cure. It's so brilliant and so, so unserious.

And yeah, her and tea!!! I'm not sure how to connect Saint's teacup (if you mean the one from Quintessence) here, but "Dûl Incaru serves you poison in a fine tea set of Ahamkara bone" from Truth to Power is iconic. *Ahamkara* bone china!!

You're also so big brained about Calix Summus because I literally didn't know this emblem existed. (For the record, it was included in the January 2024 Prime Gaming bundle.) And yeah if we interpret the graphic as planets and orbits, that is indeed a syzygy... And yeah. Calcified fragments. Gosh this rabbit hole runs so deep.

Bro I NEED to know about what you're cooking regarding Hive names and writing systems!!!!! Your brain is so big and I want to pick it about everything lol.

Oh, I never interpreted the garden growing in both directions as a metaphor for the story told in a parable, but rather the paracausal forces' ability to change past and future + the Black Garden being a four-dimensional thing where space is time, but. BUT. The thing about parables and myths is they bend time, in a way. They connect the past to the present, and so by extension the future. Time there is always circular; they keep happening over and over, regardless of linear history. They aren't physically *real*, but they are true. (Also paging @svedupelle here bc I know he'll be interested.)

Thank you!!! My third eye is so open it's like half of my forehead now.

[ahamkara-apologist]

I guess I missed it but do you know how Misraks got cursed by Nez? I played FS and Echoes but I missed that part. Was it an in between season lore thing like Sagira?

Pretty much, yeah- Misraaks used the relics of Nezarac at the end of Plunder to craft a tonic used to wake Osiris from his coma, and that resulted in him getting imbued with ol' Nezzy's curse in exchange for Osiris getting a second chance at life. That's also why one of the new loretabs involves Saint having a breakdown over anything involving Misraaks- because his friend had to pay the cost of his happiness, and he's feeling a whole lot of guilt about that

[missatan]

📩 Simblr question of the day: Who's your biggest inspiration/s on Simblr? Mention them! Tell us why you like them!

oh god, i have so many and i know i am missing some! i sat on this for a min so i could remember!

@gleamer: Their renders are fucking gorgeous, but I also LOVE how their sims interact with each other! I love how much depth and emotion they put into their faces! They have inspired me to do that for my sims just to show who they are as people. Also, their sims are so beautiful!!

@crsentfairy: INDIE!! Gods, where do I start? Her sim style is beautiful and instantly recognizable. I don't need to see Indie's username up above to know that she made them! I love her way of storytelling instantly grabs you at the heart and I love how in depth each oc is! I LOVE how she writes dialogue. Each character SOUNDS like their character if you get what I mean.

@diactrl: MY WIFE!!!! ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS!! MY POOKIE!!! <3333 Dia is ridiculously talented with how she creates renders and sims. The way she styles her sims and it adds so much personality to them too!! Not only does she make the hot ass sims, but just her presence forces me to finish my own shit!

@rosymiel: JESUS CHRIST THEY ARE SO GOOD AT EDITING!!! I remember years ago when I first followed how much I was in awe with how they render then paint over it. Their edits are pure art and so beautiful!! I have always wanted to get to that level!!!

@yngblkarawak: THEY ARE SO MUCH TO SAY!!!! THE WAY THEY STYLE SIMS! THE WAY THEY MAKE SIMS! THE WAY THEY RENDER! THE WAY THEY PUT TOGETHER IDEAS I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO CAPTURE! THE WAY THEY CAN MAKE A SIM LOOK EXACTLY LIKE A PERSON! THE WAY THEY PUT 2+ HAIRS TOGETHER! JUST EVERYTHING!!!! ABSOLUTELY STUNNING ALWAYS!

@vampiremilfs: Nez was one of the first people I came across on tumblr that made me want to get into renders and editing! Their renders feel as if they're from a movie or a video game! I am ALWAYS in awe when they post a render of their sims. they're also so fucking hot and get me foaming at the mouth!!!

@blackskorpi0n: JAKLFJFSKJ STORM!!! They are my blender queen!!! I am always in awe when they create a render and how they put together ideas. I truly feel as if I'm part of their sim's words. The way they do textures, their editing skills, how they move hair perfectly to go with the motion (does that sentence even make sense?? idEK!)

there is so much more and i know I'm blanking. But so many people on this app inspire me SO much!!!! it's a lil art gallery here

[sarahsmi13s]

HI! Happy 21st Birthday Vinny!!🥳🥳 I was wondering if you can do a request for Walt ‘Finn’ Finnegan x reader where Finn tries to impress reader with his baseball skills and the reader thinks it’s cute and hot that Finn is trying to impress them and Finn is just eating it up? Thank you Lovely!

thank you 🥰🥰 and i absolutely love this idea and hope that i did it justice!

|| impress to undress ||

effort is attractive

pairing: walt 'finn' finnegan x reader characters: finn, reader, the peanut gallery (the team) warning: language, suggestive content, rumor-ish talk, the guys are assholes, pretty fast paced, lmk if i missed any word count: ~1.6k a/n: sorry it took me so long to get to this my darling

Finn had been trying to get your attention for months. 

He saw you his first day of classes and wondered how he missed you in the three days before classes started. You were absolutely stunning.

There was just one problem… you didn’t seem to glance in his direction. You seemed to prefer the football guys. You barely spared any attention to the baseball players.

Most of them just wrote you off, saying you weren’t worth the effort or time. Calling you lost cause and jock jumper. But Finn? 

Finn saw you as a challenge. Call him desperate, but he wanted you. He wanted you bad.

One night at the Sound Machine, he noticed you alone at the bar and approached you.

“That quarterback leave you here all alone?” Finn asked casually as he leaned against the neon bar top. You casted him a side glance but just sipped your drink. “His loss, anyone would be lucky to spend a night with you,” he said as he tried his best to keep his gaze from wandering too low. He nodded to the drink in your hand, “That a blueberry mojito?” 

You hummed and sipped it, “Blueberry Coconut Mojito.” 

Your tone was dismissive, but the emphasis on the specific flavor of rum was almost playful. 

“Oh so you like the taste of sunscreen, with just a dash of blueberry?” Finn teased as his beer was given to him. He felt his chest flutter with hope at the quirk of the corner of your mouth. He was getting somewhere.

He watched you eye his beer as you turned to face him. You pinched your straw between manicured nails as he brought the bottle to his lips, “Better than the shit you’re drinking.” 

Finn hummed as he swallowed, smacking his lips a little before swiping any remnants of his mustache with his tongue. “Yeah, it is pretty bad isn’t it? But it’s cheap, so you pay for what you get.” “Mhmmm, is that the same for baseball games?”

The first baseman tilted his head, a little caught off guard. “I– Um, excuse me?” 

“Paying for what you get? Does the same sentiment translate to baseball games?”

You leaned on your elbows, pressing your tits together a little, smirking when his eyes flickered down for a split second. But he regained his cool and leaned in closer to you, green eyes scanning your features. 

“Well, you’ll just have to come and see for yourself, won’t you?”

His voice was deep and low as he spoke, vocal chords rumbling with the words. He knew he threw you off balance when your eyes flickered to his lips as he spoke, and the slight hitch in your breath as he winked at you before walking away.

He’s got your attention now.

Later that week, all of the boys were getting settled in the dugout before going out to the field.

“So do we think Y/N will actually show up?” Jake asked as he stretched. “Who’s that?” Plum asked as he helped the other catcher into his gear. “Jock jumper,” McReynolds clarified as he broke in his glove. “The chick Finn went up to at the bar the other night.” 

Plum nodded, “Oh right right, I mean she could show up. Never know.” Roper scoffed, pushing his hair back as he slid his hat on, “You’re not serious? She has never paid any of us attention before the season started, why start now?” 

Jake went to retort but Finn ran in, clearing the stairs and nearly taking Nez out in the process, “She’s here. She’s actually here.”

“No fuckin’ way. You serious?” Roper asked, looking towards the stands. “Yeah, she’s close to the dugout.” 

Finn had the biggest smile as Kenny peeked out and saw you sitting there, patiently waiting for the game to start. “No way… Dude! How did you do it?” Finn shrugged, leaning against the dugout wall smugly, “I guess I just have a way with words. Or maybe the fact I had the balls to talk to her.”

A low chorus of “ooooo’s” came from the freshmen.

“Not our fault, she was always around some football player. She also never gave us the time of day so what else could we have done?” Glen huffed.

“Well it doesn’t matter, I invited her and she’s here for me. Time to impress her.” Finn saluted the dugout before jogging out for “roll-call”. He looked toward your seat and caught your eye before walking over to you.

You stood with a smirk, your legs catching his attention in the shorts you were wearing as you walked up to the fence from the bleachers.

“Glad you could make it,” he said as he leaned on the chainlink. You smirked at him before looking around, “Of course, how could I miss this?” He smiled and stood up straight, “Well I hope you enjoy the view.” You leaned in a little closer and looked him up and down, “Oh… I’m sure I will. Good luck Finn.” You gave his arm a gentle squeeze to show you were genuinely wishing him good luck.

Your fingers lingered on his arm for a moment before they were gone as you went to the concession stand.

He looked down at the goosebumps left in your wake before Roper got his attention. Finn was gonna have to be at the top of his game today.

And he very much was at the top of his game.

He made near perfect plays, ran the bases like he knew what he was doing. He was great!

After every play or at bat, he found himself looking at you. Glancing to see how impressed you were, if you were impressed at all. Finn had to show you that he was better than the other guys that tried to impress you, that he was the one worth your attention.

So when he heard or saw you cheer for him, and the team, he ate it up. He felt a boost to his ego each time and he wanted to do better each play. He wanted to play better, for you.

And by the time the game was over, he glanced at you – watching you cheer for the team before looking at him and sending him a proud smile. If that didn’t make a man melt, he didn’t know what else would.

In the locker room, Finn was so antsy to get out of there and go find you before you had the chance to leave and go to the bar to get swept up by some meathead. He didn’t change out of his uniform, just his cleats and hastily tied his Converse’s. He swiped deodorant on, with only a little cologne dabbed to his neck, before he ran out of the locker room with his bag.

When he got to the parking lot, he found you leaning against your convertible arms supporting you on the door.

“Y/N!”

You looked up at him, a smile stretching across your features as he jogged over to you. “Hey, Finn!” 

When he got to you, he smiled down at you as you looked up at him, “You did really well, I’m glad I came to watch you play.” If his heart hadn’t already been beating fast from the run, it would have been now. You said you came to watch him play, not the team, him. “I’m glad you came too.”

You smiled at him, “I um, I’m also glad you took a chance on the um ‘jock jumper’, as your friends so affectionately call me.”

His face dropped, “You know about that?” You nodded, “Yeah, I wasn’t exactly far from the dugout and McReynolds is pretty loud.” “Oh my goodness, Y/N, I-I’m sorry. I hope you know that I never thought of you like that.” 

“Finn, it’s okay. I know. And the whole ‘not giving baseball players the time of day’ thing, that’s only somewhat accurate.” Finn furrowed his brow and you giggled, “I only wanted to give you the time of day, Finn. But since my dad is a football scout, jocks try to get a good word in through me. But I turn them away a good majority of the time when I can’t get your attention.”

He blinked, “Wait, so you were using the football players to make me jealous and get me to talk to you?” You nodded and let out a small laugh, “Yeah, I was.”

He chuckled and nodded, “But did I still impress you tonight? Cause I feel a little silly about how desperate I was.” You nodded and gripped his biceps gently, “Yes, Finn, I was very impressed. Granted you didn’t have to try to impress me, but the effort…” You stepped closer to him, so close you were almost touching, “The effort was very attractive, got me a little hot and bothered if I’m honest.” 

Finn took this chance to grab your hip, “I always say the truth will set you free. But I think I have a solution for your… temperature dilemma.” You hummed and looked from his lips to his eyes, “And what’s that Dr. Finnegan?” He nearly growled as he pulled you against him, “I know a private spot at the lake, it’s secluded – just you and me baby.” “Mmm, sounds perfect.” 

He grinned and captured your lips as he swiped your keys from your pocket. When he pulled away, he held them up, “I’m driving.”

i really hope you enjoyed this my darling! again i know this was fast paced, but i had a lot of fun writing this and making that moodboard 💜

[running-with-the-feels]

nightwolf and hanzo unexpectedly bonding over being indigenous 😭🙌

oooooooooo dude, I love that

Just, as a disclaimer, I am not indigenous nor do I know enough about indigenous issues either in the states or in Japan to speak on them at any level, so I will not try to and please take this snippet with a grain of salt and please let me know if I miss anything or say anything incorrect or offensive so that I can fix it

Nightwolf, gesturing at Hanzo's shoes: What are those?

Hanzo: Cep Keri, salmon leather shoes

Nightwolf: Oh, I didn't realize you could use salmon for leather, are they common in Japan? They look quite comfortable.

Hanzo: Not....not really, no. I am Ainu, and Cep Keri are a traditional form of footwear.

Nightwolf: I see, it would seem we have something in common then.

Hanzo: Hm?

Nightwolf, shrugs: I have heard of the Ainu, your people and mine share a similar history

Hanzo: I suppose we do. Does that make us cousins, of a sort?

Nightwolf: Perhaps

(Source for the Cep Keri: https://www.ff-ainu.or.jp/web/english/details/post-8.html)

After that they start teaching each other bits of their people's languages and greeting each other in them. For Nightwolf's birthday, Hanzo gives him a pair of Cep Keri of his own.

I wanna say that Nightwolf gives him a similar gift for Hanzo's birthday but I can't get a clear read on which nation Nightwolf is supposed to be from. I see Matoka most often (which afaik NRS made up) but I've also seen people say he's Apache, Lakota (no specifics on which band), Nez Perce so I'm kinda at a loss there.

If anybody has an answer on that pls lemme know!

[ofwrxth]

+ INES / CHARITY EVENT

"What the–" fuck. Noah falters, glancing down at who he'd nearly run of, the swear all but forgotten as he raises a brow at Ines. "You should have a flag or something so people see you, Nez." He quips, a slight bit of amusement tugging at his lip. He'd walked in an hour or two after the event had begun, late per usual. If he was being honest, Noah thought the entire thing was a bit of overkill. People died all the fucking time and didn't get a celebration of life at a five star hotel. "Anything interesting happen yet? Saf was texting me about some dog...you know what she's talking about?" It's a slight bid for conversation, considering they hadn't really talked much since...what was it? HOWL several weeks ago?...well, they hadn't talked much then either. "And something about a vase. Seems like I didn't miss much." @rviner

[holmesillustrations]

Vote for your favourite, the top 9 will proceed in the bracket. Since theyre all different shapes and sizes, make sure to click into the full views!

Paget Eliminations // Other Artist Eliminations

Full captions and details for each illustration below the cut:

"As he watched it he saw it writhe along the ground." DH Friston, Study in Scarlet (Beeton’s Christmas Annual 1887) Characters: Jefferson Hope, John Ferrer

"The papers had been taken from the desk." WH Hyde, Naval Treaty (Harper’s Weekly) Characters: Percy Phelps

"The composure of despair." FD Steele, Dancing Men (Collier’s) Characters: Abe Slaney

"Gilchrist" FD Steele, Three Students (Collier’s) Characters: Gilchrist

"Now, my dear Hopkins, draw up and warm your toes." FD Steele, Golden Pince-nez (Collier’s) Characters: Hopkins, Watson, Holmes

"Very interesting, indeed!" said Holmes." Arthur Twidle, Wisteria Lodge (The Strand) Characters: Gregson, Baynes, Holmes, Watson

"By George! It's Black Gorgiano himself!" cried the american detective." HM Brock, Red Circle (The Strand) Characters: Holmes, Leverton, Black Gorgiano

"It was all he could do to keep himself from screaming out." Arthur Keller, Valley of Fear (1915 US Novel) Characters: Douglas/McMurdo, Scowrers

"He placed the slipper upon the blood-mark on the sill." Frank Wiles, Valley of Fear (The Strand) Characters: Holmes

"On the floor of Miss Dunbar's wardrobe they found the damning evidence." GP Nelson, Thor Bridge (Hearst’s International) Characters: Grace Dunbar

"A printing press — a counterfeiter's outfit," said Holmes." JR Flanagan, Three Garridebs (Collier’s) Characters: Holmes

"Stop! Where are you going?" "To Scotland Yard." HK Elcock, Three Gables (The Strand) Characters: Isadora Klein, Holmes, Watson

[jolieblack]

📚🔍🚂 for the ask game :)

Thank you for the ask!

(Sherlock & Co Ask Game is here, if anyone else wants to play!)

📚 - Favorite story so far?

Tough one! They're all so good! OK if I have to decide on four favourites so far, I'd say

Illustrious Client, because it was the one that truly made me fall in love with the show and the characters (I can tell you the precise *moment* I knew I'd be hooked forever)

Thor Bridge, because the case is so neat, everything just ties together perfectly

Blue Carbuncle, because who doesn't love Blue Carbuncle

Creeping Man, because the modernisation of that one is brilliant (I find it one of ACD's weaker stories because of the unexplained supernatural element, but there's none of that nonsense here, so the podcast version actually makes it a better case than the original is); and because how it starts with Ratthew and then evolves into a human mystery/tragedy is pure storytelling genius

I'm sure the list will only grow!

🔍 - Have you guessed the solution to any of the mysteries?

I'm too familiar with the ACD stories and with classic crime fiction and the theory of mystery writing in general not to see most of the solutions coming, I'm afraid. So for me, the joy in listening is not so much "gasp Oh HE'S the murderer!!" but more "Ah, I love how they did that, I love how they translated that dynamic/that technology/that modus operandi to our modern age". I definitely didn't see coming that Robert (in Noble Bachelor) was in on it, and I didn't guess that the killer in Golden Pince Nez was related to one of the main characters inside the house.

🚂 - How do you like to listen to s&c/what do you do while listening to s&c?

I have a busy family life, so I listen to a ton of podcasts while doing household chores (such as laundry or the grocery run) just to brighten up the routine. But ngl, Sherlock & Co. is so special to me that I save at least the first listen of a new episode for a quieter moment of pure leisure time, when I know I won't be distracted or interrupted, so I don't miss even one second of it. But after that, I re-listen obsessively during my daily routine while we're waiting for new episodes to drop, and it's like The Gang is part of my life and I love it.